Even with a good buzz the ride was pure misery. I hated driving across the state just to have the head shrink tell me shit I already knew and say "I'm...not sure," as an answer to every question I asked. The only reason I kept going was because it was required hoop jump I had to perform to get my monthly allotment of drugs.After finding a parking spot I sat in the car for a minute. I was early and in no rush to talk to the Doc anyway. I set there listening to my new Harman Kardon stereo. Yeah. He is so kind to me.Hans opens the door, enters, there is a kind of airlock with a red hanging, the shop is dimly lit I'm surprised and intimidated, Hans holds me by the hand and I know that I'm in a sex shop.There are five or six men busy before the variousBacs, they are a little surprised to see a young woman dressed upLike a whore, with breasts in the air and a mini skirt with the tuft, allThe world looks at me, Hans reassures me:"Do not be afraid, they do not want you wrong, well to the. I had sucked a cock! And it was OK.Now let's move ahead a few years. I was getting more and more turned on by CD's, TS's and TV's and frequenting the cross-dressing forums and chat rooms. I began building up a collection of lingerie and lipstick, plus a few dildos and some DVD's. Gotta love the internet and anonymous shipping! Got some really sexy red fuck me pumps too which I loved to wear with my seamed black stockings.It was about this time that I got up the nerve to respond to a. I could feel the difference in my butt, and my hips felt strange. When I moved toward the mirror, I felt the difference in my gate. I swayed even though I didn't try. My waist was ridiculously small given my hips and chest. If you could have designed a fuck toy, what I saw in the mirror would be it. I paced back and forth. I was lost, didn't know what to do. How in the hell was this even possible? You don't go to bed one night and wake up a woman the next, and the worst part, I had to pee. As I.